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Chapter 2216 Ming Guangzi Died After All

A young man in a blue robe and a young woman in a white dress with an apple-shaped face stared at each other for a long time.

It feels like millions of years have passed.

At this moment, it felt as if we had arrived in a mountain forest in Donglingfu of the Yue Kingdom, where two scenes from different eras merged into one.

Although they hadn't seen each other for nearly a million years, they were completely familiar with each other. When they met again, everything was natural, as if they had never been apart.

"Have you advanced to the Eighth Tribulation Supreme Realm?"

"congratulation."

Jiang Ding asked softly.

As a being that has ceased to slumber, she is still alive, not dead, and has not been submerged in the torrent of time; this represents an achievement.

Power and antiquity are intertwined.

"Young master, that's not all."

Gong Caiyu said excitedly, "According to the titles recently issued by the Dao Court's central government, I can be called a Quasi-Emperor, because I have begun to exceed the scope of the Eight Tribulation Supreme and am approaching the Nine Tribulation Supreme."

"I am a very strong young master."

Her eyes crinkled as she looked at the young man in blue before her.

"Is it so powerful?"

Jiang Ding feigned surprise and said in shock.

"Uh-huh."

"That's it."

Gong Caiyu raised her head proudly and said, "In the 'Supreme Great Sun Maiden Scripture,' on the path of maids, I am the number one genius in the endless starry sky. I am equivalent to a part of your road projection, always following your back on the great road."

"Now, as you become stronger, I am also becoming stronger."

This is what the oldest being in the Fallen Immortal Realm, who has ruled for nearly a million years, said.

"awesome."

"My endless starry sky maidens are the number one prodigy."

Jiang Ding smiled.

"That's it."

Gong Caiyu's face flushed slightly.

She lowered her head, looking at her toes, and felt a little embarrassed.

Jiang Ding and Gong Caiyu chatted for a long time, talking about many things from the past and about matters on the Great Dao. Many feelings arose in their hearts, and they were somewhat sentimental.

"Mingguangzi, did he finally die?"

Jiang Ding suddenly sighed and said.

This seemingly immortal man, the most orthodox inheritor of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion and the previous Great Sun Sword Master, was someone Jiang Ding thought was going to die many times, but each time he would return victorious from a sword fight and advance his realm once again.

I thought he would create another miracle.

But as time has passed, Mingguangzi has not yet achieved victory in the final sword duel of his life.

The death of a person is a great loss, and this inevitably makes people feel somewhat sad.

She even felt some affection for him and recalled all the good things about him.

"Yes, sir."

"He died, more than two hundred thousand years ago."

Gong Caiyu recalled for a moment, and then said, "At that time, Ming Guangzi was already the Ming Guang Supreme, the peak of the Six Tribulations Supreme realm. He had forged a new path. His talent and ability could be said to be at the level of the founding ancestor of the Immortal Sect. His talent was unprecedented. His sword will was pure and intense, which made people admire him greatly."

“At that time, Mingguangzi had already reached the limit of his lifespan.”

"When Mingguangzi arrived at this palace, his face was already wrinkled, his hair was gray, and his body was somewhat hunched, but his eyes were still bright and his fighting spirit was as hot as fire."

"Upon seeing me, he said, 'Disciple Mingguang requests an audience with the Sword Master and to initiate a sacred sword duel!'"

Gong Caiyu had a very deep impression of the scene at that time, and could describe every detail.

"And then, how did you respond?"

Jiang Ding asked.

“Young master, I said back then that you were not qualified.”

“You have not reached the minimum threshold for challenging the young master to a sacred sword duel.”

Gong Caiyu said this.

She projected the images from her memory onto her face.

Jiang looked towards her memories. ...

"You have not reached the minimum threshold of the Holy Sword Fighting."

Gong Caiyu said calmly.

When she was not by the side of the Supreme Great Sun Sword Fairy, the terrifying aura of time finally emerged from her body. Her pressure carried the scent of destruction and annihilation. She was a partial projection of a powerful being like an eternal sun. The aura emanating from her body made even Seven Tribulation Supremes and Eight Tribulation Supremes tremble.

This is an ancient being from the past, a being that has witnessed countless vicissitudes.

Keng!
The sound of a sword being drawn.

Mingguangzi's hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. His soul and body were aging, but the light in his eyes was as ardent and moving as a young man's dream.

"Fellow Daoist,"

"Since you dare to obstruct the Sword Pavilion disciples from launching a sacred sword duel against the Sword Master,"

"According to the laws of Jian Ge,"

"die!"

A sinister smile appeared on Mingguangzi's calm face.

His killing intent was overwhelming and terrifying. The aura of a Six Tribulation Supreme began to rapidly approach that of a Seven Tribulation Supreme, and even reached the level of a Seven Tribulation Supreme in an instant, almost as terrifying as a Buddhist or Taoist being prematurely drawing upon their future vows.

This swordsmanship enlightenment is astonishingly intense, as if it came from nothing.

This is the reward he, a mere Sixth Tribulation Supreme, deserves for challenging an Eighth Tribulation Supreme with a sacred sword duel.

On the path of swordsmanship, as long as you dare to die, you will always gain something.

Because daring to die is tantamount to death in most cases, miracles are called miracles precisely because they occur very, very, very rarely.

"good."

Gong Caiyu said calmly.

Keng!
She too drew her sword, influenced by the Eternal Sword Dao Sun and the source of the Supreme Great Sun Maiden Dao, she respected the sword cultivator's will.

Out of such respect, she would use all her strength to kill her opponent.

Ding!
Ding Ding!

Gong Caiyu drew her sword three times.

Mingguangzi received the three sword strikes.

With his newly promoted Seven Tribulation Supreme power, Ming Guangzi withstood three sword strikes from an Eight Tribulation Supreme!
Then, the aging swordsman, who had fought his whole life, froze, remaining motionless.

He was bursting with energy, his eyes wide with anger.

Bloodstains gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

"Your swordsmanship can be considered among the best in the endless starry sky."

"Your talent and abilities are mediocre among the many extraordinary geniuses in the endless starry sky."

"Your previous generation's accumulated knowledge and experience, the accumulation in the ultimate inheritance of the Great Sun Bright Light rule branch, can be described as clumsy, because you are the first generation founder, and you have paved the way slowly by yourself, which has been very difficult."

Gong Caiyu sheathed her sword and sighed, "To have come this far amidst so many difficulties is already an ultimate achievement. No one, not even the founders of many holy lands and divine dynasties, can compare to you. You can be called an unparalleled hero."

"Unfortunately, even the most outstanding individuals have their limits."

Her words were tinged with regret, a final summary of the life of this aging and decaying old swordsman.

She didn't dare to be aloof.

If I hadn't walked out of the Supreme Sun Maiden Path and hadn't been so fortunate as to encounter a true fairy, taking her as the source of my maiden path, I probably wouldn't even be worthy of carrying the shoes of this unparalleled hero, and would have already died in the past.

"No need to say more."

"No matter what the excuse, it should never be a reason for a sword cultivator."

"Sword cultivators only need victory, victory!"

"Jianzi... faced far more difficulties than I did! And he overcame them!"

Mingguangzi sighed softly.

"This is due to my own incompetence..."

Mingguangzi had already died, perishing in the Holy Sword Duel.

This is the echo of his remaining swordsmanship will in the world, a low growl, a regret that his deceased self can no longer be accompanied by the swordsmanship.

This was Mingguangzi's last voice in the endless starry sky.

The previous Great Sun Sword Master of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion has perished today, his soul and body destroyed.

　If all goes well, there will be a monthly pass bonus chapter at midnight, and the main character will be unbanned at noon.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)